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Then Sun Fatty weighed the spoon, muttering curses.,Beer, drinks, small barbecue, air conditioning, TV, sofa, cell phone... even that master whom one misses even at the brink of death and wants to be inducted into their own sect.,As he swallowed the congee, Li Yuan looked up at the sky where three suns and four smaller ones were blazing red. He almost cried.。